see me

see me

that is all i ask of you

see me in the flowers that grow in the field

the ones my hands continuously yield

as a weapon for when the troll in my heart refuses to move

the troll who protects and the troll who made my heart as cold as ice

and my eyes as blunt as a butter knife

the troll that removes the emotions from the irises of my eyes

who leaks thoughts of self doubt through the fences gaurding my mind

see me

see me in the rain infested soil

the muddy ground that leaves behind the smell i love

the rain that flutters so gracefully like a dove

the soil that will have a part of me

see me

see me even when i am gone

in all i mentioned and all you see

see me and i know then that you loved me

so see

my grave is waiting for me

see me nurture a seed

from the minerals my corpse bleeds

maybe those flowers will have a part of me

they will need me

so see me in the flowers i use to yield